But for My Love
O, but for my love, day would turn to night!
–Love’s Labour’s Lost,
Act IV, Scene iii

O, but for my love, day would turn to night!
–Love’s Labour’s Lost,
Act IV, Scene iii

I will hereupon confess I am in love…
methinks I should outswear Cupid.
–Love’s Labour’s Lost,
Act I, Scene ii

Never durst poet touch a pen to write
Until his ink were temper’d with Love’s sighs.
–Love’s Labour’s Lost,
Act IV, Scene iii

Love is a familiar; Love is a devil:
There is no evil angel but Love.
-Love’s Labour’s Lost,
Act I, Scene ii

And when Love speaks, the voice of all the gods
Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony.
–Love’s Labour’s Lost,
Act IV, Scene iii

My love to thee is sound, sans crack or flaw.
–Love’s Labour’s Lost,
Act V, Scene ii

Love doth approach disguised,
Armed in arguments; you’ll be surprised.
–Love’s Labour’s Lost,
Act V, Scene ii